Aurora stood up, turned to look at F4, her hand still gently stroking the snow fox's white fur.
Aurora (gently, but firmly):
"Let's take it back to the snow mountain. That's where it belongs."
The snow fox raised its head to look at her, then bowed low once again, solemnly as if bowing goodbye to the queen. That action made the room even more mysterious.
The veterinarian opened her eyes wide, full of excitement, quickly took out her phone to record this rare moment. But immediately, a strong hand blocked it.
Easton (cold voice):
"No way. This is not something to spread."
The veterinarian was startled for a moment, then nodded awkwardly, putting away the phone.
Aurora just smiled softly, without saying anything more. She held the fox in her arms, and walked out of the room. F4 immediately followed, the group quickly got into the black Rolls Royce Phantom, passing through the snow-covered roads leading to the primeval forest.
In the car, no one spoke for a long time. Only the sound of tires lightly gliding on the icy road surface could be heard.
Finally, Knox broke the silence, his voice warm but tinged with a hint of scrutiny:
Knox:
"I love animals… maybe even more than myself."
Aurora smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling, her voice soft but containing an indescribable authority:
Aurora:
"Loving animals… is my mission. I love all animals and nature."
That sentence echoed in the closed space of the car, causing the four boys to glance at each other. In an instant, Aurora was no longer a little girl, but rather a true queen of nature.
F4 was silent, his eyes mixed with doubt and contemplation.
The car stopped in front of the snowy forest. Aurora stepped down, placing the fox on the white snow. The little animal slightly raised its head, its eyes lingeringly looking at her one last time before rushing into the mist, disappearing into the deep forest.
Aurora took a deep breath, then turned around, smiling brightly:
Aurora:
"Let's go. We have to go back and prepare, there's still the flight back to America tomorrow. Tomorrow we still have to go to school."
F4 looked at each other, then nodded. In each person's heart, there was a vague doubt: Aurora… could she be a child of nature?
But then, everyone just shook their heads, considering it a coincidence.
The Rolls Royce rolled again, gradually disappearing into the mist.
---
Around 5 pm, the sunset poured down on Changbaishan Airport, reflecting a vague pale yellow on the vast white snow. Aurora and F4 stepped out of the black Rolls Royce Phantom, and a line of bodyguards in long coats immediately opened the way, making the scene even more powerful and eye-catching.
Parked on the runway was a matte black private jet, the fuselage reflecting the red-orange light of the sunset, both cold and dangerous. The signature Montclair Elite logo glittered on the side, like the mark of an empire.
Aurora raised her head, her eyes flashing with surprise:
Aurora (half sarcastic, half curious):
"Oh… another plane?"
Knox put his hands in his pockets, the corners of his lips curled up arrogantly:
Knox:
"Not 'another one', but one of our 24 favorite planes. What do you think, baby?"
Aurora rolled her eyes slightly, walking with a nonchalant manner, her voice cold but a bit sarcastic:
Aurora:
"Wow… so cool."
Just one word wow, so short that it was tasteless, but uttered with a half-lady, half-outsider demeanor, made all F4 laugh softly.
Zane (smirking, teasing):
"You are really different. People are overwhelmed by power, but you just 'wow' for show."
Aurora (smiling faintly, eyes as sharp as ice):
"I am not 'someone else'. And these planes… are yours, not mine."
The answer was cold, arrogant, and a bit mysterious.
F4 glanced at each other, each with a hidden smile, as if they had just seen a proud and unpredictable Aurora.
---
In the cabin, the luxurious space was lit up with warm yellow lights, luxurious milky white leather sofas, a small bar and a row of large windows overlooking the snowy sky outside. Aurora walked slowly in, her eyes shining with a hint of amusement but trying to hide it.
Easton (sitting down on a chair, raising a glass of red wine):
"You're trying to act cold, but I know… you like it."
Aurora (calmly sitting down opposite, pouring herself a glass of mineral water):
"I just don't want to be swallowed up by this 'luxury'. It's beautiful, but I like nature more."
Blacke (in a low voice, mixed with a bit of contemplation):
"You're really mysterious, Aurora. In the midst of this luxury, you choose… nature."
Aurora (smiling vaguely, sipping water):
"There are things, the simpler… the freer."
A moment of silence fell. No one in F4 said anything, but their eyes followed Aurora, as if trying to decipher every word.
Zane leaned over, teasing to break the atmosphere:
Zane:
"You sound like a philosopher. Could it be… that you are a queen who has been exiled from some land?"
Aurora chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling:
Aurora:
"If I were really a queen, you would have been kneeling at my feet by now."
F4 laughed out loud, both surprised and delighted. But in their hearts, their suspicions grew deeper.
The plane gradually left the runway, flying into the purple sky of the evening. Aurora tilted her head to look through the glass window, silent. Inside the cabin, F4's laughter rang out, warm but containing secret thoughts that no one had said.
---
In the luxurious cabin, Aurora accidentally fell asleep. Her head tilted slightly to one side, her soft black hair fell onto her shoulders, her snow-white skin was pink from the warmth in the cabin. Her lips, lightly painted with lip balm, curved slightly, breathing evenly. In the warm yellow light, she was like a muse who accidentally wandered into the territory of four wolf leaders.
F4 was silent, each with their own gaze.
Blacke sat in the opposite chair, his eyes pensive. A strange feeling arose in his heart:
"This girl... is not like anyone else. Gentle but also contains a hidden sharpness. Like a rose so beautiful that it is hard to resist, but full of sharp thorns. The more you look, the more you can't take your eyes off."
Knox leaned back in his chair, the corner of his lips curled into an unpredictable smile. His cold eyes stopped at Aurora's face, slightly narrowing:
"Beautiful, charming... yet mysterious like a maze. A girl that makes others want to touch and explore. How interesting."
Zane rested his chin on his hand, his eyes shining with mischief but also with a rare seriousness:
"This kind of aura… not everyone has. Even when sleeping, she still carries a rare freedom and sharpness. As if she was born to belong to no one, but only to the vast sky out there."
Easton was silent the longest, his eyes calm but deep like the ocean, watching Aurora without leaving:
"She is mysterious. Not the type that can be easily grasped or possessed. Like a sealed door—hiding a separate world inside. The more you want to open it, the more distant and difficult it seems to be."
---
The four men were silent for a moment, each with their own thoughts but with one thing in common: Aurora was no longer just an ordinary beautiful girl. In their eyes, she was a living mystery, a challenge, a treasure, a door they had to open.
The plane was still flying in the gradually falling darkness, but in the hearts of F4, the fire of interest and curiosity for Aurora was burning more and more strongly.
---
While Aurora was still sleeping, F4 only communicated with each other through eyes, absolutely no one said a word. They understood that this girl was different from everyone before, a presence subtle enough to eavesdrop, observe, and remember every little detail.
Knox was the first to pull out the ultra-thin laptop from the seat compartment, the keyboard glowing in the pale yellow space. Zane took out his phone, Blacke and Easton also connected one by one. Four screens lit up, connecting to F4's own secret chat channel.
The first line appeared, from Knox:
Knox:
"Don't say anything. She can hear."
Blacke typed quickly, his fingers strong and decisive:
Blacke:
"Yes. This girl… is unlike anyone we've ever met. She's beautiful, but dangerous. Like a rose covered in thorns."
Zane dropped a smiley face, but his words were rarely sharp:
Zane:
"The more dangerous, the more attractive. She has charisma. Even when she sleeps, she exudes an aura that cannot be ignored. Unlike those girls who cling to us for fame. Aurora is free, no one can bind her."
Easton, the calmest, wrote slowly, but each word seemed to weigh down the atmosphere:
Easton:
"It's because she can't be bound… that she's dangerous. If you can't possess her, then at least understand who she is. A sealed door. If opened, it could be treasure. Or it could be an abyss."
Knox leaned back, his eyes still fixed on Aurora's sleeping face, his fingers typing the last line:
Knox:
"Whether it's treasure or abyss… I still want to open it. This girl is something none of us can ignore."
The group was silent. No more messages appeared.
There was only the steady sound of the plane engine, and Aurora's gentle breathing. She was still sleeping soundly, unaware that those four eyes were always watching her, and the same secret was forming Aurora like a sealed door that all F4 wanted to take over, in their own way.